...it's not polite to laugh when he see's his wife talking to herself in the mirror?
Last week Matt was on the phone with Caleb. I don't remember what I was doing--probably cleaning up dinner--and I had to get something out of the bathroom closet. Soon afterward I glanced at Matt and he had this huge smile and it seemed like he was about to bust out laughing (I thought Caleb must have said something funny.).
Matt gets off the phone. I'm washing the dishes when he comes up to me and proudly announces:
"I saw you talking to yourself in the mirror." (Then Matt laughed a lot.)
"You said something and then you smiled and walked away." (More laughing from Matt)
Okay I admit it; I do talk to myself occasionally. I get it from my mom but she is way worse than I am. I should have thought to tell Matt, "Conversations I have with myself are so much more interesting than ones I have with you." (That's not true. Matt's a great conversationalist, but maybe it would have gotten him to stop laughing.)
I'm not sure why I'm posting this other than the fact that I don't know what else to blog about. Maybe my mirror-buddy will tell me later.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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HAHAHA!!! You kill me! I love that you post stuff like this because a lot of people do stuff like that, they are just too embarrassed to admit it! Other people, not me of course, but you get the idea! :) I miss you guys! Are we having a roommate reunion coming up anytime in the next while?
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